KLC Portraits: "E" Family again....

"Why does Rylie get up so much at night?" That's what Jerry asked me one night. I just looked at him for a moment and then I explained (again) that baby's get up every 2-3 hours because they have to eat. Now, mind you, this is not the first time he has asked me this. I remember when Ariel was still a baby, that while watching television one night, we saw a commercial (can't really remember it now) with two exhausted new parents and a wide awake baby. And Jerry leans over to me and says, "I'm glad Ariel never got up at night." I look at him and say, "No, you never woke up at night."

I have no idea where his amnesia comes from. Especially, since with Cailin I worked night shift, which means that he actually had to get up with her and didn't just let her starve. Now, because of recent conversations, I hope the latter didn't happen.

Now, I remember the sleep-broken nights, but I never remember the exhaustion that comes with it. My little baby is up every 2-3 hours at night and sometimes just won't go back to sleep. We have been up tonight at midnight, 2, and 5am. Now, it is after 6 and she is still up. It's times like this that I wish Dad's could be the one to nurse the infant. After all, we have to carry the baby and endure the labor and delivery. What do you think?
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It's not often that you meet a whole family that you can be friends with. Someone that you trust with your kids and that's a big one for me.We have the luck of living next door to this awesome family. Dad is handy around the house, just like Jerry and doesn't hesitate to lend a helping hand. And we are made extra lucky with the fact that Mom, runs an in-home daycare. I mean how great is that, to be able to drop your kids off next door. AND my daughters absolutely love it over there.

Meet the "E" family. They were real troopers because it was cold on this day. We were down on the beach with the wind blowing and the sun shying away from it's job.

They were even game for walking along the beach.

Hands inside the shirt but no teeth chattering. Ha!

After a while, the boys didn't even mind. We did though, as it took so minor pleading for Dad to get out of the car again.

You can barely tell here but, Little J just lost his first tooth at the bottom.

I love this little fellow's facial expressions.

I don't know why, but this photo makes me all warm and fuzzy. And look at those eye lashes!

And those round jaws. But it doesn't compare to the jaws of last year.

I had just finished a class on lighting last year and look who let me come into their house, with all my stuff, and rearrange their furniture to take Christmas pictures last year. This is my favorite of this little guy from last time.